The Mask

Every morning I put on this mask,

To hide who I really am,

A smiling face on my soul,

Sounding stupid than I actually am

I see when people look at me,

They see only what’s on the surface,

I hope they can see deep into my eyes

And discover that hidden dream base.

They think, only the past was mine,

They think, now I am history,

Little do they know that tomorrow again I will shine?

Cause I am an unstoppable mystery

I hide my true self from the world,

And to tell you the truth, I don’t know why,

But I am not ashamed nor do I have any fear

'Cause the entire world tells a lie

Not only me but all put on this mask for a reason every day,

And hide the reality behind the bar,

But if we wear our masks for so very long,

We might forget who we actually are..

Dreams of reality

The dreams always present in life

Never fulfilled but never remorse,

For better things in life go on

You never dreamt of, yet fulfilled.

The ruins of tomorrow sadly desolate

Yet castles of today tell a glittery tale.

Cobwebs galore in the dark corners,

Needs cleaning yet we ignore.

The enemy assails the castle walls

Fierce fighting rages amidst a storm.

Blood tarnishing the finely painted walls,

The storm and the battle raise a clamorous din.

No victor no vanquished in the end;

Only time Remains as if suspended in animation

While the roots eat into the base of walls,

Nothing permanent, nothing is too strong.

I come out of a stupor; disbelieving

Was it just a daydream because coincidence it wasn’t?

The ruins they now speak a different tale,

Of glory yet shame, of honor and of pain

Transient in time it's true yet

Always present through one of us